Short Pretty Lyrics & Chords By The Pooches

A trader in furs living in exile Boy what a kook Look at that passport Stale bread and paper without privilege If you live here learn the language When the rain hit the roof With...read more

I think I'm getting it right this time; I can tell by the way she grins. She put the postcards up on the head of our bed, I can see Algiers. She said "don't the streets on...read more

I suspected for some time that you had other lovers But I didn't know that those men in your room weren't really your brothers And I was working in the ice-rink spring...read more

The clouds are here They aren't up in the sky. I cupped them with my hands and reached up high. I said to these clouds, "no more am I blind. I have to see straight and...read more

Dressed in a white shirt with my hair combed straight Here in my black shoes and me without a date Me without hindsight, me without When will change come, Just like Spring Rain ...read more